I climb up the stairs to know
How much you need...

Twilight song of a cuckoo
taps the window softly...

Hydrangia was in full bloom
when I left...

The way back it worked
the pretention...

Come down gingerly.
The deep snow is melting...

Waiting for a prickly path
at crossroads...

This road trip to moon will not end
through the shards of shattered...

He said creating a will
to become whole Being...

For a desolatory trident
I was feeding my anger...

Was that a robot
claiming friendship...

Watching the descent
without god...

Arrive with me in untainted
light. Between two threats...